I met my wife on a ferry boat, and when we landed she gave me the slip

I could dance with you till the cows come home. Better still, I'll dance with the cows and you come home." Groucho Marx was never one to pass up an opportunity for a play on words and this occurs in his dialogue of the 1933 film Duck Soup.

Well, art is art, isn't it? Still, on the other hand, water is water.

You've forgotten those June nights at the Riviera...the night I drank Champagne from your slipper - two quarts. It would have been more but you were wearing inner soles.

It isn't so much that hard times are coming; the change observed is mostly soft times going.

Don't be silly. I'll write you twice a week.

Making love to your wife is like shooting at sitting ducks.